The Enviable Mr. Yarwood

Max wasn't daft; he realized he was being led into a trap. Puffing out his cheeks, he replied, "Boss is kind to us too!" "Oh, really?" Wynter's eyes twinkled with disappointment. She had hoped to glean some useful information, but Max, despite his loquaciousness, was quick on the uptake. Max nodded solemnly. "Boss has no flaws!" "Is that so?" Wynter's voice was calm. "Just a moment ago, you said I would be the one hurt." Max's scalp tingled. "I was just talking nonsense. Boss is genuinely interested in you. He won't let you down, even if your backgrounds are different!" "Is that so?" Wynter casually twirled her abacus, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Unfortunately, your boss and I are only putting on a show. How did you come to believe he's genuinely interested in me?" Max was taken aback. "Putting on a show?" "Lower your voice." Wynter frowned. She cast a quick glance around the courtyard, ensuring they were alone. With that confirmed, she tied up her hair and turned to the